Verse 1
God of all power, and truth, and grace,
Thou hast increas’d the holy seed,
Thou hast increas’d the chosen race,
The souls from sin for ever freed.

Verse 2
Thou in thy saints art glorified,
Thou hast in them thine image shewn;
Shepherdless souls they wandred wide,
’Till call’d and perfected in one.

Verse 3
All we like sheep have gone astray,
To earth’s remotest bounds remov’d,
’Till Jesus shew’d himself the way,
And kindly chasten’d whom he lov’d.

Verse 4
To thee we in our trouble turn’d,
Constrain’d thy chastisements to bear,
We then our sin and folly mourn’d,
And pour’d out all our soul in prayer.

Verse 5
As women, when their time draws nigh,
Cry out in sore distress, and pain,
So have we travail’d, in thine eye,
And struggled to be born again.

Verse 6
In anguish, agony, and grief,
For years our lab’ring souls have been,
Nor could we bring ourselves relief,
Nor could we save ourselves from sin.

Verse 7
Our toil, and strife avail’d us not,
Abortive prov’d our hope, and vain,
For we have no deliverance wrought,
For yet we were not born again.

Verse 8
The world did not before us fall,
We wanted still the victory,
The mighty faith that conquers all,
And makes the soul for ever free.

Verse 9
But they who sunk in self-despair,
Death’s sentence in themselves receive,
The quickning voice divine shall hear,
And dead with Christ, with Christ shall live.

Verse 10
The Spi’rit that rais’d him from the dead,
My mortal body shall inspire,
Shall raise us all with Christ our head,
And hallow and baptize with fire.

Verse 11
Awake and sing, ye souls that dwell
Indignant in the shade of death,
Our Lord, who burst the gates of hell,
Shall bear you from the gulph beneath.

Verse 12
As herbs reviv’d by vernal dew
Spring from the earth, and flourish fair,
Ye all shall rise with verdure new,
And fruit unto perfection bear.

Verse 13
The hour shall come, the gospel-hour,
When all that wait, his power shall prove,
His resurrection’s glorious power,
And live the life of faith and love.

Verse 14
They from the death of sin shall rise,
Preventing here the general doom,
When Christ the Lord shall bow the skies,
And all mankind to judgment come.

Verse 15
The earth shall then cast out its dead,
While all who perish’d unforgiven,
Horribly lift their guilty head,
And rise, to be shut out from heaven.

Verse 16
Come, little flock (my people now
My Israel, if thy heart be clean)
Enter into thy chamber thou,
Exclude the world, the hell of sin.

Verse 17
Betake thee to the secret place,
Safe in my tabernacle rest,
O hide thee for a little space,
Be shelter’d in thy Saviour’s breast.

Verse 18
Rest, ’till the storm is all o’er-past,
For lo! The Lord from heaven shall come,
Judgment to execute at last,
And seal the guilty sinner’s doom.

Verse 19
The sea shall then its dead restore,
The earth shall then disclose her blood,
Shelter their carcases no more,
Or screen them from an angry God.

Verse 20
Dragg’d from their graves, they then shall call
On rocks their quickned dust t’ entomb,
And bid the burning mountains fall,
To hide them from the hell to come.

Verse 21
The wrath is come, the curse takes place,
The slaves of sin receive their hire,
And punish’d from my glorious face,
They sink into eternal fire.